#THE COLORS IT FEEL SO REAL IF I WOULD ID SPLIT MYSELF UP INTO TINY PIECES AND IMBUE MYSELF INTO THE THREADS OF THS ART

[eggo-tistical]

THE FACT THAT I WAS ON THE CUSP OF WATCHING SALTBURN YESTERDAY THIS IS THE FINAL NAIL IN MY COFFIN THATS ALREADY BEING LOWERED INTO THE EARTH

me and @blveherb watched Saltburn

I will not elaborate further.

[spenceraverywrites]

So, I don’t have a WIP to show off this Sunday in Six Sentences, but I do have the beginning of a story that I’m not sure I’ll ever develop further. It was really just a pick-me-up challenge: I was feeling a bit low today, and just let myself write.

It centers on a girl who gets broken up with by her fiance, and in a moment of resolution, decides that this is a sign to do something impulsive: in that case... well, read on and see.

Maybe this will be something I develope further. I’ve always kind of wanted to write a magic solarpunk story, which is where this is headed.

Sarina Maesin received the note at 3:53 a.m., one of the few times that Fable City was quiet and at peace.

The note was High Priority, so her implants forced her awake: anything set above Level 8 did, including work, which she hated but knew was a tiny bit necessary. Being a Bijou often meant odd hours when there were bigger, grander orders or jewels and augments to craft, and today had been an odd houred day: she'd only be tucked in bed an hour, bleary from the rare eight hour shift she'd had to suffer through, eyes still pinching at the corners from staring through her lenses as she formed new facets.

"Open," she groaned, fingers too stiff to do the proper twitch commands, and her eyescreens lit up in a faded orange, washing her vision with eye-stinging clarity a wide screen set to her mailbag mailbox popped up, and the Level 8 mail opened.

There was no title, but there was Aracelle's Link ID and a time stamp. Below, there were just two words:

We're done.

No preamble, no "It's not you, it's me", no simpering kindness to dull the blow that her fiance was leaving without any more than two words.

Sarina sighed and turned over in bed, and didn't even bother with tears: this

She thumbed through spam every time this happened because even in a near-perfect feature, people still built bots that pumped out more ads for male enhancement mods than society ever needed. She deleted those first with her waking, twi

Are you interested in being a kind colonizer?

Sarina sniffed a bit too loudly: hard enough that it made her cough. In another time, and definitely on Earth, her midnight skin would have meant she was being kindly colonized. Now, it only meant going to a genuinely empty rock in the void of space and trying to hardscrabble things for a while before going back home on the next hypership crossing the system.

Still, a big part of her wished they'd say "resident" instead of colonizer. Even here on Marte, still close enough to Earth, the word stung, as if a genetic memory.

There was a few paragraphs about Anemone: it was a sea planet with hundreds of island and a 90/10 split on water to land. It was tropical, and the pictures of the major cities -all with flowy sounding names like Peleram, Jutune, and Clari - had colorful sands, illuminated by the twin moons high in the sky. It looked like a vacation promo, more than her potential new home.

Like all experiemental planets, it had two variables meant to augment life so they'd seem "interesting": on this planet, everyone had to surge in gills and webbing -for living an amphibious life- and you had to get an augment so that you could interact with the hyper-strong magnetic field of the planet, thus producing what this company had flat-out called "magic".

That seemed pretty kick to Sarina.

If you said or even thought yes to any, consider becoming a new resident of Anemone, then please, read the information below, and take a chance: apply today!

There were some flashy charts, some statistics, and a few videos that she skimmed through. She set the rest of them to brain load once she went into REM: she'd watch everything in depth later.

She did have Melo check it: house A.I. were snappy and smarter than any sapient, and could sniff out lies from a pile of nice-seeming facts. When it came back completely clear -Melo had even pulled genuine websites and links and profiles, along with the planet's data- Sarina scrolled down to the simple submission form.

Perhaps it was being awake so late. Perhaps it was a bit of loneliness. In all honesty, it was probably the dull thud of resolution she was feeling. The break-up rang through her, vibrating down to her bones.

Aracelle and her had been on the rocks for the last two years, on again only to be right back off. It'd become their thing: Aracelle would send her

This time, it had been just two words. That was enough to make it feel much more final.

There were a thousand spots left for Fable City: a thousand other people who'd get on a hypership next Friday, after a battery of medical. In two weeks, she could shift her work to another place: she freelanced anyways, and her office in the Artificer District was easy enough to fit into a few cargo crates and setup elsewhere.

She could do this: she could keep things permanently off.

Most of the information auto-filled from her public profile: she just had to select a few things. First,the type of living she'd like -compact and suburban- and what type of work she'd like to do. She almost opted for none: everywhere had Basic Income Guarantees, but she'd still want to freelance. Maybe Bijou were rare on Anemone. She could always switch if she just wanted the experience.

Finally, her preference for magic.

That felt strange, but as she looked at the list, she found herself imaging all of the holos she'd watched as a kid. Opus Alexandria -Earth's revival of the ancient library- had digitized all the books that could be found, and Sarina had tore through every bit of fantasy. She'd devoured everything from boy wizards to fae in forests, girls with swords who could see the threads of things and women who were half dragon.

She had thought that was kid stuff, but here she was, 29 and single, and about to choose magic. She snorted again.

Undecided. That felt best. She'd let what happened...happen. If this was even real, that is.

A few more clicks and she was able to submit. Her implants went dark, and she exhaled into the perfect cool of her apartment, ready to go back to sleep.

Twenty minute later, her implants woke her again with eye stinging clarity. It was a new note: not from Aracelle, but from The Anemone Movement. She thumbed it open with a groan, and blinked the letters into clarity.

Dear, Sarina Maesin,

We are happy to notify you that you have been accepted for placement on Anemone as one of the thousand residents of Fable City, located on Marte.

We will be in contact with you soon! Get ready for your new life as a new resident of the town of Nereilin!

"Nice," Sarina whispered. That was much quicker than she'd expected. A few pings came in with forms and digi-flyers advertising Nereilin. It was a smaller town of 6,141 sapients with a human and faerun leaning population: much, much less dense than Fable City, but still enough that she could find work.

At the very least, Sarina would chase this in a few days at the general meeting she'd received a pin for, just to see what happened. It was in one of the spires downtown, so it was sure to be safe: she wouldn't get inducted into a cult and not be able to tell anyone. And If it was legit, then she'd really do it: she had more than enough in her pocket to move rock any day, and now… no ties. Her family had relocated back to Earth to live in their genetic homeland once Sarina had finished university on the moon.

Now, It was all a matter of planning.

She opened a fresh note without thinking, not even bothering with a reply to Aracelle's original message because honestly, the break-up was stinging now, more than her eye screens ever could. Sarina even titled it, to be nice: About Breaking Up With Me. Might as well call it what it is.

I saw your message. Thanks.

That's fine that we're done.

I'm thinking of going into space anyways.

[writingwithadinosaur]

“You’re a Good Egg” - Oneshot

“You’re a Good Egg” - Oneshot

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Eggsy Unwin x Reader

Word Count: 1,588

Key: Y/N = Your Name, H/C = Your Hair Color, E/C = Your Eye Color

Warnings: Blood, Cursing, Sort of Panic Attack

Summary: After a bad egg triggers a small attack, a good egg comes to the rescue.

Author’s Note: Okay. Real life story time quickly. I was making breakfast the other morning, I went to go crack three eggs into a bowl so I could make scrambled eggs, as is my normal weekend routine. The first two eggs were normal, but then the last egg was all red when it plopped into the bowl. It apparently triggered something in my head and I was then on my floor, catching my breath and trying to not think of it. I was able to breathe and then knock it all into the sink and start over. But now I am scared to crack eggs and see blood everywhere. Add that to my list of irrational fears.

The plus side of this is that I was able to calm myself down by writing this story idea out. So please enjoy this very selfish piece that I wrote to help me feel better about this morning’s adventure.

Thank you to the ever lovely @the-witching-hours12-3 for letting me talk to her about anything and everything and also beta reading everything I send her!

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- DreaSaurusREX

It was a seemingly normal Sunday morning. You’d taken the weekend off of work for mental health reasons after a rather bad breakdown. With it being the last day of your mini-break, you decided to make a nice breakfast for yourself.

Your phone went off on the kitchen counter as you ducked into the refrigerator for eggs. Looking down at who texted you, you couldn’t help but smile. Eggsy Unwin.

Eggsy: Mornin’ luv. Feelin alright?

(Y/N): Yeah, I’m doing better. Cookin up some eggs and toast. Want any?

Eggsy: PLEASE. I’m headin’ out of the shop in a bit. I’ll be there soon.

Putting down your phone, you smiled like an idiot. Even though you and Eggsy weren’t romantically involved, you hoped that it would happen eventually. He was your closest mate and understood all of your quirks, irrational fears, and almost everything about you; he was one of the very few people who could actually help you feel okay.  

Shaking your head, you snapped out of your Eggsy induced daydream. “Come on, (Y/N). Breakfast. Gotta cook if you wanna eat!”

You put on your favorite playlist of songs from your phone and began to gather everything you’d need: Eggs, cheese, veggies, toast, some fruit, milk, and butter.

Everything was going smoothly. Noshing on some strawberries as you opened the carton of eggs and slightly swayed along to your music. You knew you were going to do the toast last or else it would get wimpy, so it was time to get started on the eggs. To feed both you and Eggsy, it would probably be about five or six eggs.

The first two were perfect, the only bad thing was that you had a bit of egg white on your finger. The feeling of raw eggs on your hands was something that made you uneasy. Usually, you would run your hands under the sink for a second or two, get the slime off of, and then go back to being fine. But you decided to just wait until after you were done cracking all of the eggs you needed.

“I’m probably going to end up getting more on my hands, might as well just wait until the end. It won’t be bad.”

The next three were just as easy as the first two. You decided to do one more just in case. Picking the egg out of the carton and getting ready to tap it against the countertop, nothing felt abnormal. But as soon as you split it in half and plopped it in the bowl, your chest constricted and you felt yourself falter.

There was blood in the bowl. You quickly checked your hands but didn’t see any cuts on yourself. Not knowing what the hell was going on, you leaned over to the sink to rinse your hands and try to control your breathing.

“Maybe it was my imagination?”

That thought was quickly erased after looking into the bowl again. The egg white that surrounded the last egg that you cracked was not clear like it was supposed to be. It was a mucusy, blood red color.

Your brain shut down and your breathing became struggled. You had no idea what about that triggered this reaction, but you knew that this was going to be one of those moments that you carried with you for awhile. Grabbing your phone, you slid down the wall of the counter and focused on breathing and trying to ignore the bowl.

The vibration from your phone made you jump. Looking at the lit up screen, you saw Eggsy’s caller ID picture. You tried your best to not sound out of breath.

“Hello?”

“Hey! I’m leavin’ the shop now. I’m gonna stop at that coffee shop on the way home for a drink. You want me to pick up anythin’?”

“No. I-I’m good. Thanks though.” You knew Eggsy picked up the slight stutter. Shit.

“Somethin’ ain’t right. What’s wrong?” You tried to control yourself, but just attempting to do that right now made things flare up again. It was an almost endless circle that you needed help getting out of, and Eggsy was the only one who could really help. He heard your breathing getting more and more strained and instantly knew what was going on.

“(Y/N)? Sweetheart, talk to me. What’s goin’ on?”

“I was trying to make breakfast…  and the egg… there’s blood… I don’t think it's mine but I just… I saw it and I-- Fuck. Eggsy please just get here soon. I can’t even get up and get rid of it I--” You struggled to speak and felt like an idiot when saying all of this out loud

“I’m only a few minutes away. Just keep breathin’ and I’ll be there soon, yeah?”

“Okay.” Your voice failing and making you sound weak. You felt so stupid having this type of reaction to an egg, but you honestly couldn’t help it.

“Hey. It’ll be alright. I’ll be over there soon and I’ll help take care of it.” A small smile found its way on your face.

“The door’s unlocked. Just come in when you get here.”

“I’ll be there in a mo’.” The line clicked off and you went back to breathing and trying not thinking about the bloody egg in your kitchen.

It really only took a few minutes for Eggsy to get to your apartment. You were doing better but stayed on the floor. You didn’t want to accidentally see the contents of the bowl and then have this all begin again. Eggsy dropped his keys on the table before coming into the kitchen and finding you; not paying attention to anything else in the room. JB was with him you could hear the noise of his tiny little feet racing towards you. He jumped into your lap and you started petting him without giving much thought to it. Eggsy saw where JB ran off to and then squatted down to be level with you before speaking.

“Hey. I’m here, luv. You alright?” He inspected your face, seeing if you really were doing okay or not. Then he checked your hands. You had mentioned blood, so he wanted to make sure it wasn’t your blood.

You looked up at him. You seemed to have calmed down a lot, not nearly as bad as some of the other times Eggsy had helped you.

“I’m okay. I just can’t get up and look at the eggs over there.” You pointed to the blue bowl on the counter. Eggsy kissed your forehead and sprang into action.

“I think I can take care of that.” He smiled and got up to look at what had triggered you.

He picked up the bowl and debated for a moment before pouring the eggs down the sink, turning on the water and garbage disposal, and letting it get everything away while he threw away the eggshells that were nearby. He then rinsed out the bowl and set it off to the side to dry before coming back to you. He held out his hands and helped you up off the ground.

“Is that better?” He asked in sincerity. 

There was never any mocking when he knew you weren’t doing alright. One of the many things you loved about him. You looked around him and saw that everything that had even a hint of bloody egg white was gone. Nodding your head in response to his question, you were finally able to take in a full breath of relief.

“Thank you. I know it was a really stupid thing to freak out over but I--”

“Why’re you apologizin’? Everyone is set off by different things. And I told you I would help out as much as I could, remember?” You just wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him into a perfect hug.

“Still… Thank you.”

“Anytime, sweetheart.”

You both stayed like that for a moment, both of you too content to move. You unwillingly pulled away from him but didn’t get very far. Before you would really let go of him, he pulled you close to him but instead of a hug, you were met with his lips on yours in a gentle kiss. Taken a bit by surprise, you took a second to realize what was going on before you kissed him back. The two of you smiling into the kiss. Everything felt so right. That is, until your stomach decided to sound, making an awful noise like a dying whale. Eggsy laughed at the comedic moment killer but didn’t think badly of it.

“C’mon then. We’ll have time for more of that later.” He winked at you, causing you to roll your eyes. He pecked your lips once more before getting to work on helping you with breakfast.

With everything that had happened this morning, Eggsy took over cracking the eggs into the bowl but then letting you actually cook them. He wasn’t the best cook and worried he would burn them. As you poured the eggs and other ingredients into the pan, he took your phone and put your music back on.

“You know what, Eggsy?” He was stood behind you and had slid his hands around your sides, comfortably perching his head on top of yours.

“What’s up, luv?”

“Even though I’m gonna be wary around eggs, I know I always have one good egg: You.” Eggsy laughed and kissed the top of your head, the two of you enjoying the morning together.

Tags -@the-witching-hours12-3 @theeactress  @thomasstanleyhoelland

[rqs902]

wow im like 2 mins into the first round and they’re introducing fruit planet and im already convinced tencent did a better job at making this finale ep than youku did for snzm LOL 

oof these questions hit home right away. wow xiao zhi changed a lot to become the leader he is today, someone who wants to see his band grow together. you can tell youzi has done some serious reflecting too, to call himself too unrestrained before. ughhh you can just see how much they love runze and how much he loves them. i love parents. xiao zhi really gave runze the confidence he needed and they all gave qiang ge the encouragement he needed. im surprised the suo na worked as well as it did with the disco song and im so happy to see how happy they were on stage. 

LOL muji is the real one to rein in szb and is harsh on him bc he needs it. the way muji says hes not afraid to get on people’s bad side and be the bad guy kinda reminds me of huang enyu

hope hyt and xiao xiong have really learned through their growing pains (same to ljt and szb) does that mean fruit planet is the only group where the main duo’s main fight wasn’t against each other but tencent? lol i cant imagine xiao zhi fighting any of his kids? wow i still find it amazing that zhao ke can so proudly say that 熱帶低壓 was his happiest times in front of the rest of 氣運. like thats legit love he feels for 熱帶低壓 and they respect that. wowowowow hyt’s “i can be strict towards myself, but i gotta let go for them” is like the ultimate lesson for micromanagers and he’s learned to believe in and respect his teammates and not feel like he needs to control everything. good for him.

maybe im just biased but the pitchy-ness of 氣運’s singing (xiao xiong and ma zhe /cough) just bugs me so much ugh it makes me sad bc the song is nice and id like to add it to my playlist otherwise, but i cant listen to this without frowning at the vocals. to be totally transparent, I didnt like the 午睡 song much at all (sorry ljt TT) and disco is not my style (sorry fruit planet) but at least the fruit planet perf was fun. im just kinda disappointed by these perfs in general :\

tencent putting the order as fruit planet first and 午睡 second and 氣運 last is a sign they already know 氣運 is gonna win... bc fruit planet was first place last week but if they go first that puts them at a disadvantage aka no one will be a match for 氣運 lol 

lol wat is this intro video.... the plushie fruits hanging from their suits LOL im gonna have to go look up footage of their busking!! watching this second perf... this is a song i will add to my playlist :) i just love seeing xiao zhi jamming out like hes enjoying it from the beginning to end, and i esp like the contrast when wsh switched to his drum set and the part where youzi sang! his vocal tone is such nice contrast to yrz’s. and i love how theyve figured out how to incorporate qiang ge’s suo na into their music. i will say it was kinda messy in terms of runze’s rhythm and they messed up some of the lyrics but for the amount of time they had to prepare im happy with this last perf :’) 

aw idk how i feel about ljt voicing that he’d rather do a band than be a soloist... but LOL MUJI a gentle but cruel real talker lol okay. who came up with these intro videos wtf???? 

OMG I CANT BELIEVE THEYRE DOING “I WILL MISS YOU” ARE THEY ALLOWED TO DO THIS SONG??? omg omg thats such a attack in the feels tho wtf this is such a throwback ugh i still remember this song from when zyx and ljt performed it on the first mrzz and now ljt’s bringing it back? omg but it has so many memories from the first mrzz kids and wow idk how i feel about this. i mean i know its HIS song so he’s perfectly entitled to perform it but its wild bc this song is so mrzz1 its kinda strange to bring it back for mrzz4. like does it feel like the mrzz1 kids are being replaced? or maybe i should take it like ljt is singing it in their honor and bringing it back to where he began. lol like zzn and mby know the lyrics bc theyve performed this song themselves before :’) okay so the beginning was a tiny bit pitchy but ljt is the best singer compared to everyone else!! the way he sings 揮揮手 with such power is so oof and i still just love his vocal timbre. one thing i like about 午睡 in particular is that none of them are trying to fight ljt to be a vocalist, which is unlike the other two group, and i think its nice that he can just be trusted to handle the vocals and it keeps it cleaner bc hes a capable vocalist on his own. im happy to see muji on bass too bc its cool he can be so versatile. LOL LJT introducing everyone in the middle of the song i love him hes so funnn. i will say, the arrangement of the song felt a little frame-heavy? idk if that phrase is the correct way to describe it, but i felt like there wasn’t enough sound filling the song, but jym is really jamming out in the background (im so happy whenever i see a glimpse of his drumming smile) and ljt is carrying with the vocals in the foreground. maybe its just bc im not used to this arrangement so it sounds strange to me. AW ljt going to zzn and mby to get them to singggg and AWWWWW muji running to yingge, sam, tyler, ruiyang they look soooo happy to hug him aawwwwwwww i love roommateesssss and also i still see them as this crowd of misfits who dont really fit in but can find solace in each other. can you imagine what wouldve happened if 太空餐廳 had stayed in this race? wild, i feel like they couldve made it to the end too. LOL ljt really treating this like a finale on a concert, such a pro LOL. OMG IM SO HAPPY TO SEE MAOMAO TALKING AND LJT TALKING BACK, i looove their friendshippppp awwww

wait i just had a random thought, but are the clothes they’re wearing like their own clothes? bc some of these 氣運 kids have a flashy wardrobe if so LOL 

omg xiao li’s written 78 songs for 氣運????? LOL CAN WE TALK ABOUT THESE INTRO VIDEOS BC 氣運 ‘S WAS SO NICE WTF HAHAHAHHA its so biased???? like wtf were the first 2 intro videos nonsense, and then you get to 氣運 ‘s and theirs is all artistic and pretty and dramatic and nice???? what???? hahahhahaha oh my goodness they even shipped hyt a drum set in the middle of a freaking grassy field wtf

okay i honestly think xiao li is the best singer in 氣運, maybe im biased but even he started a tiny bit pitchy but he adjusted quickly and his voice is just so nice and he puts a lot of care into his vocals even while playing piano! 

unrelated to the music, but honestly i thought i liked xiao li with short hair better but i do like the bangs he has framing his face here. i just prefer the back of it to not be so long LOL 

WOW i said all that about xiao li’s voice before xiao xiong started singing (and i immediately wished xiao li would sing again.. oops sorry to xiao xiong, but he gets off key easily when singing soft and low contrast pitches) and then xiao li SANG THE CHORUS AND WOW his voice is so nice i like it so much!!! i really hope he feels satisfied with this perf, as its their last perf and hes said before that he couldnt face their songs straight-on yet. wow i just have to go back and listen to him sing the chorus again wow the way his voice sounded on "傷心" OOF. 

what is zhao ke looking at when he raps? lol i feel like hes always looking off in a random direction but maybe im just not remembering correctly. but also the vocal effects they put on his mic make it hard to understand what he’s saying? but he also sounds like he has an accent. I dont know much about zhao ke like where he’s from or anything, but im curious if thats just bc of the vocal effects or he actually has an accent. 

UGH im sorry but then xiao xiong starts singing again and hes still off key and im still cringing..... i mean id noticed he was pitchy in previous episodes but this episode seems particularly noticeable?? im not sure if its bc they did any autotuning in the past but idk xiao xiong’s kinda not doing so great today :\ also the transition from zhao ke’s rap to xiao xiong’s singing was weird??? okay xiao xiong is fine once he starts projecting and puts more strength behind his voice, and then his vocal color is pretty nice! but prior to that.... 

lol am i think only one who thought it was weird that they recorded the guitar solo instead of having someone play it live? was it xiao li that played it on the recording? also zhao ke outside of rapping is basically a accompanying bass vocalist at this point lol 

im happy to see hyt being so happy jamming out back there, but his drum set is legit WILD. 

i know xiao li isn’t super popular but i wish people could acknowledge that 氣運 would be nothing without him. ugh he does so much for their music and sound, look at how much he was involved with in the credits for this song gosh. 

thank you to nana for voting for fruit planet, even tho we could kinda guess she would. but honestly not voting /cough/ is basically voting for 氣運, because everyone knows theyre gonna win the popular vote sooooo 

XIAO ZHI IS A TOTAL DAD NAMING HIS KIDS, staking his claim to xiao xiong, runze and tyler L O L its cute that he told them they dont need to grow up 

also can we talk about how xiao zhi said fruit planet wouldnt be here without youzi.... yooo their friendship is so real 

LOL xiao li yelling at hyt REPEATEDLY that hes a flamingo LOL 

im really torn about his hair length, still thinking about whether i actually like it.....

these are the superficial side thoughts that are going on in my head as i watch this show, yes. 

OOF qianye saying qiang ge is 優秀, not just his suo na aww i love seeing qiang ge laughing at pengpeng’s yelling at him and getting all this love and encouragement bc it feels like its taken him a while to open up but im glad he really seems to have

i like this yelling segment, will have to go look for more clips of it

wow this last performance really giving a visual demonstration of the group splitting is kinda sad for 銀河 bc they dont get to show up until the very end and theyre not even one of the last groups standing oof but also gives you a visual representation of how it’s been especially difficult for qiang ge, muji, and zhao ke, and also the others who had to go through group splitting. 

muji and sam smiling at each other at the end is all i need to see to smile. 

LOL ZZN’S WELCOME TO WJJW IM CRYINNGGGG rip 

aw im kinda surprised (but not) that fruit planet came in third loll what can i expect from tencent. but also its nice but also sad to see them cheering for themselves. i think they knew they wouldnt win but i think they deserved better

lol the fact that they had a banner for 氣運, and 氣運 won by like a HUGE margin, lol everyone already knew who would win 

lol can we just talk about how all the kids and teachers are just like in their own world talking and hugging behind the kids giving their winning speeches LOL they give no effs to this live broadcast LOL 

LOL IS THERE ANOTHER EPISODE NEXT WEEK BASICALLY?

LOL THE THIRD ANNOUNCEMENT IS LITERALLY A PLUG FOR MAOMAO’S CONCERT HAHAHHAHAHHA THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH 氣運, BUT OKAY HAHAHAH 

well its over. now i can go watch the recording of yingge’s livestream from sunday without fear of spoilers LOL

honestly looking back, this was a good show. i started it not really thinking id get invested bc i was also simultaneously watching snzm and since snzm is an idol show i knew id naturally get more invested in that. BUT these mrzz kids have really grown on me. theyre good kids and theres lots of talented kids among them. im curious how wjjw will deal with having 3(?) bands to promote now, but who knows, im just hoping to see more of fruit planet, ljt, and xiao li’s music in the future. i went into this show for ljt, and i came out of it with more music on my playlist (which is always great) and a high appreciation for xiao zhi and xiao li. hoping to see more of them in the future! 

[minussseven]

Fate/Stay Night Heaven’s Feel custom Bad End  zelretched  with Highschool DxD, 2

They relocated deeper into the wooded area. Avoiding the more illuminated areas and the possibility of encountering people, he led her towards a nook of trees that would hide them from view while allowing them to see the surroundings. He had discovered it during his, to put in a decent way, extracurricular activities, but it was not an area he would ever have ventured into during the night.

That was before. Now, his eyes adjusted to the dark like never before and he felt the power of his muscles.

Arrived there, both suddenly lost their nerve to speak and just observed each other. Issei standing blankly there, Sakura curled into herself against a tree, her eyes barely peeking through her bangs.

Issei focused on her first. Not even whatever happened would change that. She was a beauty indeed, but in an eerie way. It wasn’t just her strange coloration, with the straight ash white hair, the crimson eyes, the pale skin contrasting with her dress. Something about Sakura felt off. Issei had never had much of a sixth sense. He’d claimed he had one for boobs before but this was the real thing. He knew she was powerful and that power was twisted, yet so right and familiar.

Only after all that did he finally focus on her dress, black and red-striped that hugged her body. And it was a nice body… He quickly looked down, noticing distantly that her dress split at the end, like it was made of ribbons, and her bare feet. More importantly, what had that been? That overwhelming feeling of nausea that had struck him just now… What was wrong with him?

He looked down at himself. His clothes had transformed. His sneakers had disappeared along with his shirt. All he had left were his pants and jacket, both black with red accents and ragged ends. His belt had become larger and looped now twice around his waist, the buckle now triangular. Around his right arm, leather straps formed a rough gauntlet. They were clothes right from a cosplay, but they felt real and sturdier than anything he’d ever worn.

But he had changed too. His skin looked just a shade paler in the dark and he could see, peeking from the edges of his pants and jacket, around his wrists, small scale-like markings. In front of his eyes, his bangs had been bleached into a washed-out blond. He ran a hand over his hair and it was a bit longer and wilder. Sakura, in front of him, would have told him his eyes had changed too, from easy-going light brown to reptilian yellow. Issei’s body too, thin like the un-sporty guy he was, had turned more solid, the barest muscle definition now present.

He touched the place where he had had a hole and now showed smooth skin with a hint of abs. “I died.”

Sakura nodded. “Yes. You were dead. I… brought you back but, as you can see… different.”

“I look like an anime hero.” He blurted out. She looked at him, caught off-guard. Her lips twitched upwards and she finally straightened, a hand coming up to hide the start of a smile. He felt elated as her sad eyes brightened for a moment and continued. “It’s just like an anime. I was just a normal pervy guy but…” His heart twisted as he remembered the face of the girl who’d… “I somehow got involved with a fantastic world, died and got brought back by another beauty, becoming her loyal servant!”

“Is that really okay with you, becoming my Servant? It’s not an empty word.” Sakura frowned, feeling acutely the Command Seals spread across her body. “I gave you no choice in this and, like you said, you were just a normal person.” Not an Heroic Spirit that answered the Cursed Grail’s summons.

“I was dead but I got another chance because of you.” Issei said somberly. “And I don’t mind calling you my Master.”

Her eyes darkened. “I’m… not a good person. Don’t you truly mind that I can make you obey my orders? I can make you do horrible things”

He was confident as he said, “you’re not evil. You saved me. And I don’t think you can call a proud pervert like me a good person either.” His stomach roiled unpleasantly again. “A-anyway, could you explain what happened to me?”

Sakura nodded. “I reincarnated you into a… pseudo-demi-servant. I can do so using these Class Cards.” She materialized them in front of her. “Each provides a vessel to reincarnate someone into a Servant, so to say. Each class has their basic parameters and skills that help define how the Servant manifests. Although in this case, the parameters aren’t fixed because you’re not a spiritual entity. You are a special familiar, but since you were a normal human your parameters should be very low, for a Servant that is, and you don’t have a Noble Phantasm…” Issei was staring blankly at her. Just about everything had flown over his head. She averted her eyes, a tiny blush on her cheeks. “It’s a modified derivative of a corruption of a highly complicated system, as it was explained to me. I haven’t fully grasped it myself yet.”

“I’m just a normal highschool student. That’s way too complicated for me.” Issei blinked. “Wait, but magic is real?”

“Yes. Or at least it as in my world it was.” She suspected it was true in this world as well. Issei had looked like a normal human, but his wound had been something closer to what a Servant or another creature would inflict.

“You’re from another world? As in a different planet, another dimension like the Magic World or an alternate reality?” Issei boggled.

“From an alternate reality, I believe.” Said Sakura.

“Wow…” He didn’t know what to think. Everything just kept getting bigger and more layered and complicated. The beautiful girl in front of him had revived him with magic. From another world. Wait, was he still a human or whatever?! His mind had no time to continue going around in circles, because that was when a shrill sound pierced the air. It was a disturbing ringtone, just the right tone to send shiver down one’s spine. Nails on chalkboard. Issei and Sakura both looked down at the source of the disturbance. His back pocket.

He reached down and pulled out his cellphone. Or rather, his corrupted-looking cellphone, changed just like his clothes. Demonic looking red letters shone with the caller’s ID. “It’s my mom.” A beat passed between them. “I’ll just… get this.”

“Hello?” -Issei! Where are you? It’s late.-  He glanced at Sakura, who shrugged. “Uh, sorry, I got distracted and lost track of time. I’m already on the way home, don’t worry.” -That’s good. Hurry up. Have you eaten already?- “Y-yeah, yeah. I’ve eaten!” -Alright. I’ll see you soon then. Don’t worry me like that, Isse…- “Sorry Mom. See you in a bit. Bye…”

He disconnected and looked down at his phone.

“My phone changed.”

“Sorry.”

Another moment passed as Issei processed. Then: “Aaargh!! How am I going to explain this to my parents!?”